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First Meeting

Harry got up off the ground and looked around the room or cave, rather. Ron was doing the same. The caved looked the same as the room but it seemed more nature made, rather then man made.

"Ron," said Harry gripping his wand, "let's get out of here."

"What about Hermione?" asked Ron quietly.

The picture of Hermione unconscious on the black stone floor flashed in Harry's mind. "Well, we've got to figure out where we are to figure out where she is," he said as he walked towards the opening of a tunnel that Harry hoped led out.

They walked silently for a while their footsteps echoing off the walls. Harry's palm started to sweat as he gripped his wand tightly in his right hand. They walked and walked until they got to the end of the cave, a clearing of a forest. Harry looked at all the different trees in amazement.

An arrow flew by Harry's face and pinned his robe to the ground. Around a dozen cloaked figures came out from behind the trees on the edge of the clearing. Each had a bow with a notched arrow aimed at either Harry or Ron.

"Throw down your weapons," yelled one of the figures. Ron, who had dropped his wand when the figures first appeared, was now paralyzed from fright. Harry stood still for a second then slowly placed his wand on the ground.

One of the figures came forward with his bow at his side. He had his hood removed to reveal white-blonde hair and pointy ears. He picked up the wands, eyed the two teenagers, suspiciously, with his cool gray eyes. He muttered something in another language to one of the closest figures. Then threw the wands to the figure, who caught the wands with amazing accuracy, it almost seemed like the wands flew into his hands. He placed the wands on the ground and re-notched his arrow.

"Who are you? And what were you doing in the caves of Mirkwood?" demanded the creature (well they're not human, right? They've got pointy ears) in front of the teens.

Harry stared into the cool gray eyes of the man-like creature in front of him.

"What are you? You look like mortal men but your clothes are unknown to me," he said quizzically.

"We're," said Harry, "...wizards-"

The creature's hands moved faster then eyes could see. He grabbed an arrow from his quiver on his back, and notched it, aiming it at Harry.

"What devilry do you think you are playing at?" he yelled. "There are only five wizards in these lands and neither of you are one of them!"

"We are wizards. We use our wands and cast spells," insisted Harry.

"Stop your lies or you'll never leave this forest."

Harry stood there and stared into the cool gray eyes of the creature in front of him. Slowly the creature pulled back his bowstring, ready to fire at any moment. He loosened his grip to release his arrow when a voice was heard in the cave.

"Dathod lle leithio, Legolas!(hold your fire)" yelled a girl, who looked around Harry's age, that was running out of the cave. She was wearing a Hogwarts uniform and she looked exactly like a girl from Ravenclaw but...

AN: I didn't know where to go with that last sentence but it doesn't make any difference anyways. The elvish in this story might not be accurate and I know the grammar isn't either(in this chapter and chapters to come) so don't get mad if it's ever wrong.